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- They went right on, in earnest, with their *movie* in
my mind -- I saw the baby Jesus being born . . . And it wasn't like you'd
heard it, the church's canon's obdurate. You find we ride a rhino's thrusting
horn. Those stories of the bible are a *spin* away from truth; they complement
a SECOND born who haunts the sky -- aloof. The writings firstly written
would have had a different slant . . . than what we see comes after with
its hard to swallow cant. Eve's, in fact, a HERO, but the stories have
been changed to incriminate the innocent who must suffer, toil, and strain.
Enki was our champion, and he showed respect for us. Enlil was a spiteful
being and we filled him with disgust! Which of these would YOU call God,
and which of these your devil? Which of these created you, and which of
these cause trouble? Back is up and side is down and all you think you're
knowing is a different thing entirely. You're snowed and it's still snowing.
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- The "flood" was *more* than carnage, oh --
the horror that was harnessed as the waves washed high from pole to quaking
pole . . . Those that (still), were left, fed starving *gods* who were
bereft (?) of mean supplies they took from mankind they'd controlled! And
from these mean beginnings I could see that we'd been lemmings -- if applied,
a real history would have saved our skins, and how. But we gave UP the
"right to rise" for selfish Priests and Kings, despised, who
live in lavish castles even NOW!
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- Though the flowers in our cultures gave us, always, fine
improvements, "less is more" has been corrupted all through time.
It was (and is) a callous few that keeps an Eden far from view -- just
a few that profit HUGELY from their crime. Lost in jealous vaults are stunning
wonders to behold, but they rock and roll the carts of an elite. There
are answers making questions too uncomfortable to ask so the covetous can
keep what they can reap.
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- Cancer (!) holds the secret to a healthy life unending,
and the whales *hear* a picture of our world! Light speed is no barrier,
there are *speeds* that are superior . . . magic science, and its wonders
-- are unfurled. None need ever suffer, live forever, never hunger, in
a world less the strife that we have now. We could all be self supporting,
living life's unending glory; we could do away with landfills -- live in
paradise, right now! We could live amongst the stars; we could drive electric
cars; we would have new friends (and foes) along the way. We could HAVE
a real heaven, we could eat our bread clean leavened, and be thankful for
our chance to see each day . . .
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- The presentation finished, I felt confused (diminished!),
and I worried what it was that I could DO! "Any questions"? They
then asked, but I was past that point, detached -- for I'm knowing what
I knew was really true! Could I cop to implications straining seams of
my cognition -- could I keep it all, and argue I was sane? Could I hold
the mud of truth (without that *need* to stand aloof) from the censure
now composed within my brain?
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- These watchers tell the truth you see (they showed it
plain as day to me); a record (what you'd call) . . . MY *contribution*.
Well, they showed what I was THERE to see -- the death of folks . . . my
*enemy*. It was just as I remembered . . . people, dying -- uselessly .
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- So what's the point of my *abduction*, and what's the
thrust this summation; what's the message in the meter and the rhyme? "What
the hell's he on about"? detractors gnash their teeth to grout, the
seconds tick frustratingly in time . . . I'll tell you one more time, small
men -- it's just not good, I must contend, to keep your proud denial --
they are there. And I would know, though heaven fell, what they could WANT
or what the hell -- if it painted God a phony . . . I won't care. They'll
keep their distance, naturally, and what they are, dispassionately, I cannot
know or even deign to guess. But they are there in history, some folks
that I can trust have seen, and movies that I have should cause distress.
The evidence is physical, historic, and it's practical; it's carved into
the face of living rock. Reported in the oils of the portraits by the masters,
it counters those pretending that it's not.
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- What my message DOES portend (?): is that we CAN NOT
depend -- on them, your Gods and Devils, for support. We're on our own
to save the day, to bring it home, or keep the fray (and our space borne
fellows beckon . . . let's be sports!). An elite won't have *them* out
there, and they'd keep our eyes away with their hate campaigns designed
to callous knees. But when it's said and done, and all the damage has been
done, they are there, still, none the less -- yes. Can't you see?
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- Some we'd think malevolent, and some we'd think were
saints. We'd be wrong about the both of them, and the truth could make
some faint! Judge a whale or a dolphin from your shallow point of view
(?), and see a handless mammal that's below you, you've construed? The
truth is that they're smarter than you ever had imagined, the fact is that
they're smarter than you even CAN imagine. The same with all the space
folk! You've got your *good* and *bad* (though the sides can get all tangled
with what's sorry and what's glad). That's why we get on OUT there; that's
why we take the dare; it's rising and advancing to the folks we find out
THERE! It's using THEIR reality to define a spot for US -- but find they
test our metal as we board their cosmic bus.
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- Lehmberg@snowhill.com
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- Now -- or later, we _will_ be boarding that cosmic bus,
and "tut tut, it looks like rain . . ." -- let's take the next
one that stops.
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- . . . But be prepared to hear, "OK, humanity --
step to the REAR of this bus"!
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- Employ a little metacognition (that's think about your
thinking) . . . and get over it. We have only our air castles to lose,
and the multi-verse to gain. I'd go out to that new place where my reach
approaches my grasp . . . feel the ephemeral bricks of a once proud heaven
falling around me like angry tears -- but then I'd "soar to the infinite",
too [g].
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